A story I made up with the help of book titles while I was lying in bed at Ron and Kathy’s house.


First drafts. Lions in winter lived under the roots of the star trek tree, because of a student of weather who lived a life of Jung who knew the dog’s fun, who lived in a red tent, who loved all occasion cooking. At this moment the dragon’s egg hatched and lived in the roots of the star trek tree because of the student of weather, who knew the dog’s fun but I won’t go into that because you already know the dog and there isn’t another dragon’s egg to hatch.